This is what we came for, sweeping bends, rolling hills, fields as far as the eye can see and sunshine, glorious sunshine. Today's ride from Lille was bliss. At the risk of sounding hideously romantic the birds were singing, you can smell the flowers and the continuous run of small French towns is overwhelming, sometimes they have as few as two or three houses. Blink and you will miss them. It's like a personal Tour de France. Legs 11 vs Wobbly Wheels. It was a m...

I swear Belgium is Flemish for s*** weather. Headwinds and random rain storms is the only thing I've experienced since we started. Today was no different. I rode by myself as Wobbly Wheels caught the train as he is still carrying a war wound to his shoulder. But WW was in his element, he loves trains and the faster the better, particularly at 160km/hr.And I was quite happy pushing a headwind through numerous Belgian and French towns, bypassing several patisseries...